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Hello, I’m Terrified

Ever since I was little I’ve known what the word “claustrophobic” meant. My dad would talk about his fear of being in small, cramped spaces and I figured, if someone as big and strong as my dad was afraid of that, it’s ok that I am too. But my fear has kind of transformed. I’m still afraid of small physical spaces, but now I’m more afraid of being stuck in any small space. Being stuck in my job, in this town, maybe even in my own head. I have no idea where I’m going or what I’m doing and it’s terrifying. I feel very stuck. Right now, today, in this situation. Very stuck. And I have no idea what to do to unstick myself.

Hello!

My name is Angela, I'm a 24 year old post-grad living in NYC... but not Sex and the City NYC, like in my parents house that happens to be in one of the other five borough, NYC.
I post about Oreo, pizza, weird New Yorkers, potentially losing your job at 24, and finding what I want to do next and not knowing at all and how I'm exploring to figure it out.